When Winnie returned from her phone call, Channing had already made dinner and the smell of food was coming through.

It was quite late now and she was really hungry.

Winnie walked over and sat at the table, "Did you ...... go back to see your sister."

"Went."

"So how is she doing these days?"

Channing placed the bowl in front of her and then sat down, "You can just ask her."

Winnie gave a token smile and didn't answer.

In the past few years, she has never had the courage to face Stella, at most, she just sends greetings on New Year's Day, and then buys some gifts for the children and sends them over.

She kept her head down and ate in silence.

The room was quiet with only the sound of the TV echoing.

After a while, Channing's cell phone rang.

He swiped the screen to connect, and two milky voices soon came from the other end of the line -

"Uncle Chan!"

"Uncle Chan~"

Channing's voice trailed off, "What's wrong?"

"When are you coming back? Lala misses you."

"Lele also wants to Uncle Chan oh."

Channing's lips curved gently: "Uncle Chan will be back tomorrow."

Winnie's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, why didn't she go back today?

Soon, the phone was answered by Stella: "Chan, it's raining outside, are you still at the office?"

"No."

"So have you eaten yet, if you haven't come over here and I'll make it for you."

eyes to the person across from him who was almost on the verge of burying his head in

take the two little girls to the bath

phone, Channing spoke,

was stunned for half a second before she realized he

you hold and eat white

Winnie: "......"

bowl and looked up at him, "Why don't you hurry up and

his phone and said lightly, "They'll be asleep by

"Oh" again and went

for a moment,

whether she was surprised or happy, she hurriedly put

the couch and picked up his blazer, glancing at

"It's ...... is it?"

mood and watched

the sound of the door closing came that she felt her tense nerves finally

untouched dishes across the table, the smile at the corner of his mouth was slowly

he say that he didn't eat dinner

it's so easy to make it and you haven't eaten a

with her head hanging, looking out at the crackling rain, her hand

and trotted into the bedroom, put on a hat mask sunglasses, and set a hooded jacket, wrapped inside and outside three layers,

downstairs, she braced herself with an umbrella and ran two blocks to find a pharmacy to buy

her head back and swallowed the medicine, tore up the bag again and threw

collapsed back into the couch and let out a long

down and felt a little pinch on her

hand went back and touched a

the pen and the corners of her lips

He fell again.

it for a while before putting the pen down and getting up to take a

over to

dishes

night, Winnie lay in bed, listening

finally could not sleep, picked up the tablet, opened the variety show has seen countless times, the corners of

twenty years old, and his eyes seemed to

in her eyes at that

the tablet aside, played Variety, and

Another night passed.

the morning, it was still drizzling outside when Winnie got

don't know if it's the rain or the reason she didn't sleep much all night, but her whole mental state is not

up and coming out, the

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255